Son: What the hell is that? Father: A bitch out of hell,
son. Take a run at her kiddo!

Mickey Knox: Well, let's give that key lime pie a day in
court, and a big old glass of non-fat milk, if you please.

Mickey: The whole world's comin' to an end, Mal! Mallory:
I see angels, Mickey. They're comin' down for us from heaven.
And I see you ridin' a big red horse ...

Dr. Emil Reingold: Mickey and Mallory know the difference
between right and wrong; they just don't give a damn.

Mallory: I do. 'Til you and I die, and die, and die again.
'Til death do us part.

Wayne Gale: I thought a bond developed betwen us! Mickey:
No. Not really. You're scum, Wayne; you did it for RATINGS.
You don't give a shit about us or anybody else except yourself;
that's why nobody gives a shit about YOU. That's why "helicopters"
were not "deployed."

Wayne Gale: Their subsequent trial turned into a sick, pathetic
circus. The trial of Mickey and Mallory Knox was SUCH an
event, that it made the crime spree that preceded it pale
by comparison. The nation caught Mickey and Mallory fire!

Mallory: I don't think I'm gonna make it. I feel so cold.
Mickey: You're gonna make it, Mal. Get mad.

Mickey: Turn left? Turn left to what you stupid bitch? Mallory:
You stupid bitch? You stupid bitch? You stupid bitch? Mickey,
that's what my father used to call me! I thought you'd be
a little more creative than that!

[Bleeding together over a river.] Mickey: We'll be living
in all the oceans now.

Mallory: You make every day feel like kindergarten.

[After beating the hell out of the guy at the diner.] Mallory:
How sexy am I now, huh? Flirty boy! How sexy am I now?

[After shooting a man she'd been having sex with] Mallory
Knox: That the worst fuckin' head I ever got in my life!
Next time don't be so fuckin' eager!

Mickey: Let me tell you something, this is the 1990's, alright?
In this day and age a man has to have choices, a man has
to have a little bit of variety. Mallory: What are you talking
about, "variety"? Hostages? You wanna fuck some other women
now? Is that what you're talking about, Mickey?

[after sending Mallory to her room] Mallory's Dad: I'll
show her a little tenderness, after I eat. When I get up
there, she won't see my face for an hour.

Wayne Gale: Repetition works, David. Repetition works, David.

[On a TV interview] Boy 1: Mickey and Mallory are the best
thing to happen to mass murder since Manson. Boy 2: Yeah!
But ... they're way cooler!

Reporter: Do you have anything to say to your fans? Mickey:
You ain't seen nothin' yet.

Scagnetti: I was born and spent the first part of my life
in Texas. Warden: That's funny, you don't have the accent.
Scagnetti: I don't wanna talk like those assholes. Warden:
My mother was from Texas! Scagnetti: I meant those other
assholes.

Old Indian: Once upon a time, a woman was picking up firewood.
She came upon a poisonous snake frozen in the snow. She
took the snake home and nursed it back to health. One day
the snake bit her on the cheek. As she lay dying, she asked
the snake, "Why have you done this to me?" And the snake
answered, "Look, bitch, you knew I was a snake."